I am reminded of the scene in Being John Malkovich in which Malkovich goes inside his own head. I won't reveal what happens so that I don't spoil it for readers who haven't seen the movie; suffice it to say that I think it's worth seeing the movie for that scene alone.

On the Obama at the Museum thread, Bearbee asks if someone could do The Scream.

I did Edvard Munch's Skrik a long time ago, but associated it with Madonna video Vogue and not with Obama because at the time he wasn't a national presence. Embedding YouTube videos is a bit tricky because they're not reliable over more than a few months. I've had to change the coding to the page three times so I'm glad this one is still up although they've added interference which you can click off. I've forgotten how fun the freaked out guy is in stereo dancing to Madona. It's one of my favorite anims.

Someone gave us one of these in the '90s, and we had it for years. It became a neighborhood joke, meaning people got a kick out of where we'd position it to look out of different windows (and at, depending).

Then our kid (who arrived on the scene well after Mr. I. Scream) got older and confused him with one of those romper-room-type thingies (what were they called? don't remember) that kids used to box (with? at? whatever).

Anyway, one day he cold-cocked Mr. I. Scream one too many times, or maybe with more directed, deadly intent: to this day, I don't really want to know which. And that, as they say, was that.

(Except for the scrap I kept for a scrapbook I've yet to put together, but give it time: it's only been 4 years.)

That's a good song...haven't thought about it for a long time. The video was interesting to see, too, from back when Madonna still had a little youthful softness to her body and face. She was starting to go lean and sculpty--you can see it in her hands and back--her hands are particularly lean and ugly in a couple of pictures. But she was nothing like the old, lean, angular, hard old skittle she is now.